The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(116)

Jackson has to leave early. He says he will be back in an hour to pick Kurt up. Once he leaves, Kurt and I get some time alone. Kurt looks at me as if he is studying me. I get out of my chair and sit on his lap, putting my arm around him. He puts an arm behind my back, kisses me, then asks for my number. We exchange numbers and plan to meet when he comes back.

Out of curiosity, I ask him what his scene is, if he is seeing anyone. He tells me he isn’t, that he hasn’t found anyone worth being with.

“So, would you settle down when you find the one?” I ask.

“Hard to say,” he says. “The work we do, the service to the country, it’s risky. We do not always get to settle, get married, have kids. This is dangerous work. We never know for sure, so these commitments are not easy for people like us,” he says.

“I think I understand that very well,” I say, adding, “My brother is in the service, I know how it goes.”

“Well, you never really know. You might find someone who makes you want to settle, and no matter what the odds are, before you know it yourself, you are fighting against them, breaking all the rules you have set for yourself, and in the blink of an eye you find yourself waiting for her to walk down the aisle for you as you wait at the altar. The one you look at and say, that’s the one. She is the one. And she is worth it.”

Kurt, I find, is as complicated as Jackson when it comes to things like these, but I have never tried to understand any of these things either. I have never understood them myself. We lock lips again and I press my chest into his, running my hand through his hair, when the car honks as Jackson arrives outside waiting for Kurt.

“So, I guess this is goodbye.” I say.

“You never know,” he says.

“Bye,” he says, planting a quick kiss on my lips.

“Bye,” I say.

As he leaves, he slaps me on my ass lightly. The last thing I see is his beautiful grin as the door slams shut behind him.

Chapter 7

So, We Meet Again!

Meeting Kurt did change me a bit. I have not slept with anyone since Kurt. It has been 4 weeks since Kurt left, and me not partying for 4 weeks in a row is a new achievement. In my defense, I simply did not wish to be with anyone. It’s a high of sorts. Something so good, so erotic, no one else can match it, so you would rather be miserable than do it with someone else. If you do it, you would want to do it with the best one only. For me, Kurt had raised the bar too high. No man can match it.

So, one day, when Jackson was still not back, I decided to get in touch with Kurt. We had been exchanging a few texts already, but his work kept him busy and mine kept me busy.

“Hey, Kurt!”

“Hey, Ver, What’s up?”

“Jackson isn’t home. I was wondering what you were up to?”

“Just winding up work before my off day tomorrow.”

“Off day? Why don’t you drop by?”

“What about Jackson?”

“He doesn’t have to know.”

“Alright, I’ll leave tonight. See you soon.”

“Can’t wait!”

Alright, the 4 weeks of not having sex combined with the news of Kurt coming had me sweating literally. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me again, and with the house to ourselves, there was no knowing what we would and wouldn’t do.

Kurt arrived early in the morning. I’d left the door open for him, whenever he came. I panicked when he entered my room, but realizing it was him, I smiled to myself. He turned on the lights; the sight of him turned me on. He locked the door, and got out of his clothes.

“Come on, let’s get you out of those clothes,” he said, and undressed me.

It was the first time that we saw each other completely naked. He was beautiful, stunning, hot, and muscular; he was the perfect package. He was the perfect package with a perfect package.

“Let’s resume where we left off,” I said, getting back in bed, lying on my back.

He straddled me and pushed his cock between my breasts. He had a bottle of banana lube with him, which he used liberally to lubricate himself and to massage my breasts. Then he pressed my big boobs together, his 10 inch hard cock sandwiched between them, and began thrusting.

His cock was so huge, he could literally f*ck my boobs and get a blowjob from me at the same time. With each thrust, the entire tip of his cock went into my mouth and I ran my tongue across it. He stopped at times and I sucked the head of his cock until it turned blue. Then he began thrusting harder and harder, I knew he was close, and suddenly he shoved his cock down my throat, spurting jets of his hot load straight down my throat. When he was pulling out, I grabbed his manly ass and held him in position, and starting sucking on the tip of his cock.

In my entire blowjob history, this was the best cock I’d ever had. I held his cock in my hand and massaged it with my lips, running my tongue up and down the entire length of this shaft. Then Kurt turned around, got in a 69 position, and then flipped me so he was on his back.

I sucked his meat, licked it, cherished it, as he f*cked my * with his tongue, licking my flowing juices. He rubbed some lube on his fingers and pushed one finger in my ass. I sucked on his cock harder, he started thrusting, pushing his cock deeper in my mouth, as his tongue went deeper into my *, and 2, 3, and then 4 of his fingers went in my ass. He came again inside my mouth, moaning louder as I continued sucking his cock, and then lubed up his other hand and entered 2 more fingers in my ass. I put my head down on his thigh, resting against it, as he continued to play with and finger my *.